Aftermath -GaaLee

Drabble #1: GaaLee

Warning: Character Death; extremely short

Rating: PG-13

Summary: It's the end of the war and Gaara is afraid of turning into what he used to be.

AN: Cloud was the first country I could think of on short notice. Forgive me. XD


Aftermath


Gaara looked around at the destruction with a weary eye. Almost a year ago, Cloud had announced war on the Sand-Leaf Alliance. Both main villages at this point were tired and their resources were strung out. Despite the disadvantage when they entered this final battle, they had prevailed. Everyone was grateful the time of death was over, but victory was only a bitter taste in the back of the Kazakage's throat.

He lifted his gourd onto his shoulder and stared down at his bloodied hands. He had at first thought that he left his time of death behind him, but he was wrong. The man realised with a shock that he enjoyed the screams of his victims just as much now as he ever did. His brow furrowed in disgust and he wiped the blood off as best as he could. He had to find his lover. The Konoha Nin always knew how to chase away those thoughts.

Traveling quickly among the bodies he arrived back on their side of the battlefield. Knowing most ninja couldn't even dream of attacking him, he had left everyone behind to go onto enemy ground. He act had saved them the war. Yet, he felt less human for doing so. He looked around frantically and saw that many of his companions were alive yet. His siblings were there as well, so he had hope that 'he' would have made it.

It wasn't long before his eyes caught the sight of familiar green and his eyes lit up. Gaara hurried over to where he saw him and froze. His eyes misted over and his body began to tremble. "Lee?" He tentatively called, "The battle is over now." His dropped to his knees and reached to take the bloodied, half bandaged hand. "Are you asleep?" His friend and lover was asleep, that was all. Nodded to himself he barely acknowledges the others circling around him.

His sister, Temari, came over to place a hand on his shoulder. "Gaara-" She started.

"He's asleep. Resting." He turned and gave her a weak smile. His eyes losing their shine. "Let him rest. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps." She just stared at him, her own eyes filling with tears. She looked down at the other man, wondering how Gaara could just think he was asleep.

Lee's body was broken. During the battle he had worked it too hard, and ended up destroying himself in the process. There was so much blood on his uniform. The only thing that looked normal was his face, which was relaxed so it did, in fact, seem like he was sleeping. But his wounds were too numerous to keep anyone else with that belief for very long.

Gaara heard her try again but didn't answer this time. His smile was plastered on his face and tears spilled down his cheeks. He didn't understand this pain he felt in his chest. Lee was only sleeping, it shouldn't have hurt this much. "Only sleeping..." He muttered, his voice cracking slightly.

He didn't spare one glance at the group around him and ignored his sister and she offered her support. Gaara didn't need her support. The one thing he did need, as he thought to himself, was sleep. It's been so long since he had slept. The man didn't even remember what it felt like anymore. What could it hurt? His lover slept so peacefully, so calmly. He didn't feel any pain at all.

Gaara hoped that sleep would end his pain as well.

Leaning over Lee he placed a very gentle, very chaste kiss on the Jounin's lips and rested his head on his chest, staring at the curve of his chin. Holding the bloodied hand in his own he used the other hand to gently trace what features he could see with the other. The cold skin was so soft under his fingers, but why was it so cold? He was only asleep, he shouldn't be cold.

Gaara closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to keep from crying out as the pain in his chest increased to an almost unbearable stage. Yes, sleep sounded real good, he thought and forced his body to relax. Slowly, very slowly the pain disappeared as his brain began to shut down. When I wake up, his mind said groggily, I will be with him.

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Temari sobbed and clung to Shikamaru as she watched her brother lose her mind. The boy had then closed his eyes, and he never opened them again. She knew the Konoha Nin was dead. They all knew he was dead. Gaara even knew he was dead, she could see it when he smiled at her. She gritted her teeth and glared up at the sky. "He was all he had!!" She screamed, her voice a little too high pitched. Kankurou punched a tree, not caring that he broke one of his knuckles. The others looked away, closing their eyes against the tears that tugged at their eyes. It was unfair. The one thought the siblings had as they began to accept their brother's fate was that he did, indeed, look completely at peace as he slept.

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~FIN~

I completely hate myself now. T.T I want to cry for writing this. I'm listening to Evanescence...I forgot what the title is but it's Track 9 and I'm too lazy to look it up. It inspired me.

I know it's extremely short but I couldn't bear to force myself to write anymore. Poor Gaara. I think he would lose his mind again if he had found that one someone, and then lost him.

I'm also trying to illustrate this story. If anyone would like to see it in mini-doujin form, please tell me.

See everyone with the next drabble. It's hopefully going to be much lighter than this. Maybe even funny. X3 /sob/

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